Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Lord

Yin Jie, who was wasted, deceived my perception, came to the coffin that I had never found before, swayed and swinged, and our hearts swayed from side to side with the swaying coffin.

It was already dangerous, and she was still bouncing on the coffin. How could the wood over the years withstand such a toss, first it made an overwhelming squeak, and then broke where the iron chain was bolted, and the iron chain bounced high, but fortunately it didn't hit Yin Jie.

I pushed away Zhe Xi and Wu Manjun and took a few steps back. If Yin Jie falls like this, Yin Jie will definitely be seriously injured, on the one hand, it is the injury of falling from a height, and on the other hand, after the coffin is broken, the sharp wood may penetrate her body.

After only a few steps back, the coffin was almost to the ground. Run, jumped high, and the path of condensing Gang Qi first slapped on Yin Jie's body to prevent any movement, and then the other palm pushed it onto Wu Manjun's body.

Wu Manjun reacted in a timely manner, opened his arms and hugged Yin Jie and began to roll on the ground, all the way into the river.

Almost all the forces pushed Yin Jie, but I myself had a tendency to fall on the coffin. I had to use the path to slap it in the middle of the side of the coffin, so that it was offset by a little distance, and the sound of shattering sounded. The tip of the sword was stuck in the ground, and the path supported my body and began to bend.

Its bent force didn't bounce me into the air, but it allowed me to stay away from where the coffin had shattered and avoid being hurt by the wood.

Rolling twice on the ground, Wu Manjun walked out of the water with Yin Jie in his arms, shivering with cold, and even heard the sound of teeth chattering.

The waste has already run, Yin Jie's physique is very weak, and she was wasted and soaked in cold water, so it is impossible to hold on for too long.

"Hurry up and light a fire, dry her body, it's too late to send her to the hospital." I told Wu Manjun that the broken coffin provided enough firewood, and that the truth of the matter was finally revealed, that this was not a wasted nest, but a zombie.

"Brother, there's no battery, and I can't light the fire." Zhe Xi ran over to help.

"I have a lighter, and I'm specialized in all kinds of extreme conditions." When is it, the Wu Manchu army is still showing off.

Leave the Seven Stars Lu Cun Sword behind, and instruct whoever has something unusual to shoot whoever is going on to prevent waste from making trouble. It can't steal this kind of thing, and Uncle Wang can come out to resist it at any time, I didn't seal him.

Carrying the path step by step and carefully moving forward, when I encountered the wood, I kicked it back to the Wu Manjun, and it was still very awkward to think about using the coffin to light a fire to warm my heart. Under normal circumstances, if you encounter a zombie, you can not be alarmed, and it is good to delay it until noon. But now that the conditions for corpse removal are met, let's put away those luck psychology.

There is ** once wrote, there are eight kinds of zombies, purple zombie, white zombie, green zombie, hair zombie, flying zombie, wandering corpse, ambush corpse, and non-bone. It is also said that zombies also have three aliases, moving corpses, walking shadows, and walking corpses. However, there is a more detailed division, divided into 18 types, stiff, blood, shade, meat, skin, jade, line, deceit, sweat, hair, walking, awakening, armor, stone, bucket, vegetable, cotton, wood, the most powerful are zombies and blood corpses, the most resentful are shadow corpses and fighting corpses, and the kindest are flesh corpses and awake corpses.

In the end, it will be unified to one point, and the zombies can become corpses, and they will be thousands of miles away when they appear.

In short, no matter how they are classified, they have one thing in common with me, which is the influence of the Sun and Moon Essence. A variety of legends with different opinions make people full of reverie about it, and modern cross talk has also said that Lu can cultivate to become a hou.

I once asked the master, which is more difficult to deal with, ghosts or zombies. The master said, stiff has the form and the ghost is invisible, which is easier to deal with, the visible or the invisible? Ghost wins everywhere and lingers, making good use of people's fears; Zombie wins in the copper wall, the iron bone is infinite, and they don't know how to be afraid, and each has its own strengths.

The sound of the broken coffin pulled his thoughts back, and an intact corpse lay in the coffin's miscellaneous wood, only as black as coal, and even the long hair on his body was black. This is a black zombie, which can also be called a hairy zombie, and I was so lucky to see a high-level zombie.

The long and short shadows told me that the Wu Manjun had lit the fire, and the fire before me and Zhe Xi had been lingering, and there was only a faint spark. Low-level zombies can have some deterrent power even with these fires, but Mao Zombie is no longer among them.

Pinch the trick, take a twist, mobilize all the qi in the body to rush to the path, make it sharp, and have a good fight.

Although the sword immortal has a lot of magic weapons, he majored in swords, and he broke into the world with one sword, not to mention that after the sand and gravel fell and flooded and soaked, all that could be used was the Ling Qi and a few bottles of sealed pills.

There was a faint glow on the path, but it didn't stab, and the hair stiffened and moved two feet horizontally, standing upright.

At this stage, the zombies are no longer stiff, but very agile, jumping up the house and trees, jumping vertically like flying. It jumped high into the darkness above, and by the time it saw it again, its fist was already in front of me.

Backflip on his back, when his head was raised from below, he followed and wanted to stab him in the throat, Mao Zhuang just waved his hand like a fly, making a sound of metal colliding, the sword was missed, and I followed the force to move a few steps to the side.

As soon as it stood firm, it struck with its other hand to grab me by the neck. Helpless to support the waist with one hand, the path is raised accurately and accurately drawn at its elbow joint, a spark, it is difficult to hurt it in the slightest, holding a kitchen knife to cut the wire, all the way sparks with lightning.

Even with this movement, my feet were still moving in a small area, and it was obvious that the sword with the qi was not enough to hurt him, and I needed to make another plan.

Fortunately, he resisted for a while, and bounced up with his feet, the first foot stepped on his lower abdomen, the second foot was in front of his chest, and the palm that supported the ground was forced, and his body flew up, and he quickly pinched his hand, and his two feet wrapped around his stiff neck, and then straightened up like a sit-up, and the hilt of the sword slammed into its head.

At this time, my lower abdomen is facing a stiff and smelly mouth, such an intimate action is very uncomfortable, not afraid that he will bite me, zombies do not eat human flesh or suck blood, it is foreign zombies who do this kind of thing.

Gang Qi entered Mao Zhuang's body through the hilt of the sword, and a cry like metal grinding sounded, and the thick stench rushed to my mouth and nose through the guidance of my abdomen. Quickly stood up on his shoulder, holding the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword aimed at the top of Mao Zhuang's head, and thrust it down fiercely.

There was a crisp "ding", I hated the sound, and I still couldn't break through his defenses. Although there was quite a bit of Gang Qi entering the destruction, it was not enough to kill.

"Zhe Xi, Buling Banner." I rolled over and jumped up and slammed Mao Stiff backwards into the wall, not allowing it to get too close to Wu Manjun and Yin Jie.

"Brother, I don't know yet." Zhe Xi held a bunch of Lingqi in his arms.

"Listen to me." Mao Zhuang attacked, and as time went on, it only became more familiar with its body, and became more and more powerful. What I'm doing now is wrapping around it and letting as much qi as possible into its body.

"Oh, okay." Zhe Xi began to look for the corresponding direction, and the first order flag was inserted wrongly, this is the twenty-eight star order flag, and the road ahead is slim.

"It's not that, the first three steps, the right one." I yelled, and was hit in the chest with a fist. With so much force, blood spurted out on the spot.